I was drivin'  Getting tipsy  When suddenly  'saw this urchin  I stopped my car, hey baby  Wanna come with me ?  She said O.K  My room's that way  'hope you can pay  I lack money  But then I tought "Oh shit  I don't have notes on me ! "  She left her shirt  Rolled up her skirt  You want to flirt ?  She asked first  Then said "You should take drugs  It won't do you any hurt"  Then we arrived  Her room was bright  And there she stripped  I took her hip  And said "I'm sorry babe  I don't have dough to sleep  Then I was thrown  She didn't loan  So I came home  But I can warn:  When you're in lack of sex  You should make it alone   © 1997 Vincent North / Soundshine Music Inc.